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[lilredfireball]

We had a horrible appointment with Scotty at the childrens hospital yesterday. Granted, it's only four ounces, but he's been meeting or exceeding his fat requirements every day, so he shouldn't be losing. So the specialist went through a whole series of scare-the-pants-off-us lectures (as if we weren't scared already). Then he wants a urine sample....no small feat getting a five year old to pee in a cup. Then we had to go to the lab and pin him down while they drew blood. He screamed the entire time and begged us to take him home. Now the doc is saying it could be cystic fibrosis......which is eventually fatal. As if this wasn't scary enough.

Now I'm a wreck. Normally I never cry...I'm just not a crier. But today I pour my cereal, I cry. I pee, I cry. I get Scotty some milk, I cry. My face is leaking and I can't seem to stop it.

That's all I have energy to type now.